Loved and tomorrow is Monday

I used to be good at Mondays, before I got to Uganda.  I would be so rested and ready for the beginning of the week. 

Now, I dread them.  I don't mind the rest of the week - but Mondays feel long and sneaky. I mean they literally sneak up on me. 

And I do stupid things like stay up late on Sunday nights which make Mondays a hundred times worse.